Darkness fast approached, and I used up the last remaining ounce of battery on my blackberry. The screen went dark and I was now cut off from rest of the world. I was stranded on the highest point on the terrain and the nearest help would be a while away. A romp in the Bombay rains, earlier in the week, had left my body exposed and I was nursing a bad cold and high fever. The watch said 6:30 PM and I sat considering my options. I thought about climbing down but the weak body refused to cooperate. I looked back at what had put me in my current situation. I could trace it back to the events in april which had set the ball rolling. I had even paid 3 thousand rupees to ensure comfort. I had been sitting there for 10 hours now and had enough time to rue, but strangely I felt no regret.
I had cash, water and medicines on me. I needed food rations and needed to get to a doctor. I forced my body to get up and take the long hike down. Slowly but steadily I made my way down. I could hear voices as I approached the last turn, “saved” I thought.
Just as I reached ground floor, all the machines in the vicinity whirred into life, finally the power was back on in the building! I took a sigh of relief. I crossed the patio to Ali’s store and bought milk, bread and maggi. On the way back I stopped by Dr Ruchi’s place (yeah can’t escape them 
… this one is better and actually helpful) She checked my pulse and tongue and declared I should be taking rest over the weekend. I took the elevator to my 11th floor apartment, ate maggi, wrote this blog and went to sleep
Epilogue:
The only person I could think of cursing this evening is Mr Karat and his friends. FU sir.
